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End of the story

dimanche 22 septembre 2013, par David.

END OF THE STORY

Once upon a time there were fruits in the trees
Once upon a time there were birds and bees

Since the big explosion there’s only been one season
The worst ever called the nuclear winter

Nowhere to stay, nowhere to run away
The run is done, all life is gone

Disused factories are poisoning the soil
Awful dead bodies covered in oil

Mother earth is deadly hurt
Landscape’s become a lifeless desert

The lastest survivors are going to ground
The human race has lost the final round

Nowhere to stay, nowhere to run away
The run is done, all life is gone

End of the story
End of the story

David Loubier Le 09 / 05 / 2011